Grim sentinel traversed through the long dead, stale air.
Tirelessly searching for signs of life, where it didn't expect to find any,
Between the waves of static bursts of gamma particles.
Its hundreds of tiny eyes, constantly in motion focused on the surroundings, picking up every single motion, every single whisper,
examining the terrain and forwarding the data.
Its breath irradiated hellish heat that ruptured metal and cooked stone with screeching booms, breaking the still melody of absolute silence.
Fire danced through the dead monoliths, erasing the last of ancient memories.
The mechanical nightmare descended, vibrating and interlocking its metallic skin,
probing the surface with beams of blinding light.
There was something amiss here.
Something clearly alive was staring back.